Mark: Come on code for something dirty right like she eats your pound cake and you eat her pound cake. Callie: No.Mark: Oh please tell me its something that is dirty because otherwise that was the most boring conversation ever.

What is your problem? You go to Sheppard behind my back about a patient you don't even have any idea what she has been dealing with - the kind of pain that she is in. The kind of pain that will only be worse when I shove a tube is shoved down her throat because you are having some kind of problem with her exercising her legal right to die. So I want to know, what the hell is your problem?

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Lexie: [narrating] Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone. Mark: It isn't just death we have to grieve. It's life. It's loss. It's change. Alex: And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime. Izzie: That's how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive. Derek: By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won't feel this way. It won't hurt this much. Bailey: Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way. Owen: So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty. Meredith: The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can't control it. Arizona: The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes. Callie: And let it go when we can. Meredith: The very worst part is that the minute you think you're past it, it starts all over again. Cristina: And always, every time, it takes your breath away. Meredith: There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five. Alex: Denial. Derek: Anger. Bailey: Bargaining. Lexie: Depression. Richard: Acceptance.

Burke was- He took something from me. He took little pieces of me, little pieces over time, so small I didn't even notice, you know? He wanted me to be something I wasn't, and I made myself into what he wanted. One day I was me Cristina Yang, and then suddenly I was lying for him, and jeopardizing my career, and agreeing to be married and wearing a ring, and being a bride. Until I was standing there in a wedding dress with no eyebrows, and I wasn't Cristina Yang anymore. And even then, I would've married him. I would have. I lost myself for a long time. And now that I'm finally me again, I can't. I love you. I love you more than I loved Burke. I love you. And that scares the crap out of me because when you asked me to ignore Teddy's page, you took a piece of me, and I let you. And that will never happen again.